A Day Of Sooperman Lover lyrics

Look! Up in the sky!
It`s a bird...
It`s a plane!
Hee hee hee hee naw! It`s Sooperman Lover baby!

Daddy Daddy!
Would you please read us a story?
Alright get over here and sit yo big ass down
Lemme tell you about the Sooperman Lover...

Verse 1

Ayo I was out to lunch and shit
Puffin` on a blunt to get my head read(y)
Boogie`n to my walkman
With an `S` on my chest
(Bust a move!)
Yes I`m a Superhero, don`t forget
I smoke mad niggas
So to hell with cigarettes
But anyway,
Let`s get back to this skit
You know who the fuck I am
So git off that ol` bull-SHUCKS
Lunchtime was up, (FUCK!!)
Let me jet, Or i`ll collect unemployment bucks
On the way back, black,
I spotted this object, a stray cat
Stuck in a tree
With a tag that says that:
`If found,
Please return to this address`
(How did you see it)?
Nigga! Wit my X-Ray eye set!
Like `Pchoooooooww`!
I jetted to the closest phone-booth
Quick fast,
I dipped into my Sooperlover suit...

(I can leap,
tall buildings
In a single bound...)

BOOOM!!!!
Right through the fuckin` phone-booth ceiling!
(IT`S A PLANE!)
Naw, Sooperman Lover`s the name
I can slam King-Kong
And pick up freight trains
On a mission,
To save this cat/that was wishin`
He was in his litter
Watchin` Fritz on channel 6`n
Relaxin`
feet cocked-up/ just a little
With a cod cocktail
And a bowl, of tender vittles
I snatched, him
Took off through the air like a pigeon
Quick so he won`t start
meowin` and bitchin`
The letter in cat`s tag address (?)
said THE PROJECTS
(Elevator`s broke!)
So I had to take the back steps
(Knock, Knock)
The door opened
then my eyes swole
from this BADASS DAME (Damn!)
Sippin` a quart of `Old Gold`
-`Yo, is this your cat?`
-`Awww, yes! Where`d you find him at?`
-`He was stuck in a tree,
Around Uptown Manhattan`
-`Well how the hell did you save him?
Are you Police/Undercover?`
-`Naw baby,
The `S` on my chest stands for:`


Chorus: Sooperman Lover (Yeah!)
Baby call him the Sooperman Lover
Something wrong...
Something wrong, indeed
Something wrong. Yes, yes indeed...

Verse 2

She was grateful
Lookin` for ways to repay me
No money,
A donut, and some..uhm coffee maybe?
Of course
What kind of sauce(?) did I take?
Make my donut Jelly
And my coffee Sanka
We sat,
Unhooked the cape from the back
She felt my arms
`Cause my pythons looked stacked
`Goddamn, Sooperlover!
Yo shit looks thick
Tell me, how strong are you
With muscles like this? (you bad motherfucker!)`

(I`m stronger than a locomotive)

I`ll keep hittin ya like Rocky
She ran to the room
And came back with a (?)
Negligee, high-heeled shoes,
Wit` a blunt in her mouth
Ready to roll up,
Hey hold up/ she had the dollar fold(ed) up
To mix the coke with the smoke
Yo, she was no joke
She took a sniff,
Some got on her top lip
That bitch stuck out her tounge
and gave her top lip a lick
and said: -`Here baby, hit it.`
-`Naw baby, I ain`t wit` it
You`d need more than a body
To make me wanna hit that shit!`
But I`ll hit the blunt
So she took out her fronts
Cracked the philly
Opened the bag and laid out the skunk
Then I took a long pull
It was hype/ outtasite
We ran into the bedroom
So I cracked my pants for head room
Later, tossed the covers
And oh, brother! I was wit` it
Ready to hit it
Asked my dick, `YO, WHASSUP GEE?`
`Yo man, shit`s thick`
Licked her down her belly
And kissed her on her back
Stuck my hands betewwn the legs
And I felt the bozack(!)
As big as mine (YO!)
This bitch must be craze,
So I threw my suit on
And I was Swayze...
`Cause I`m the:

Chorus